Old hag

I was born and raised in Tucson,Az. The youngest of four children. When I was about 5 years old we moved into the house I would spend most of my childhood. It was a new neighborhood at the time in the early 80”s on the northwest side of town. The house was a simple 3-bedroom ranch style house. It looked pretty much like all the other houses on the block. I was pretty fortunate that there were a few kids my age to play with. I became good friends with the kid next door. Wesley was his name. He was a year younger but he loved G.I. Joe as much as I did. We played G.I. Joe all the time and when we weren’t playing G.I.Joe we were exploring the

As you may know, I wrote a book about Paranormal Sex. It didn’t really sell which is strange because I think it one of my best and doesn’t sex sell? We have tried a couple of different titles and covers and still it does not sell. So in a last ditched effort to spur some interest in the book – with new title and cover in kindle format – here is an excerpt….. A novelist called Robert Moss has also described the experience of being visited by a horrific hag which transforms into a beautiful woman. Moss remembers how, as a teenager, a horrible hag-like creature with many arms and floppy, withered breasts entered his room and attacked him. He lay paralyzed as the entity moved up the bed,

My experiences started when I was very young. I remember being a child and having to share a room with this little girl named Melissa. My mother was a nurse and she always took care of sickly foster children. Melissa was one of these children who had a rare birth defect. I knew the truth of what caused her illness because she brought it with her when she was born. It came late one night as I lie in my bed, close to sleep. My new little sister slept in her crib near the middle of the room. She had rustled for a while before falling asleep, but the room was now quiet and the absent of sound was noticeable. I look over towards my bedroom window and see something

Just recently, there have been many articles appearing in the media about people who claim to have sexual encounters with ghosts or entities known as succubae or incubi (female and male accordingly). The thing that really disturbed me about my train encounter and what prompted my further interest, was the sexual feeling that I had in the encounter. I really felt as if this thing was going to rape me. I found this a terribly frightening proposition – and perhaps that is how this entity got its fear energy from me, but to actually go out and look for such an experience? You’d have to be out of your mind, right? Well, the first thing I found in doing research was a website and associated Facebook page of a guy

I am hard at work on a new book about these phenomena and am seeking encounter stories for inclusion in the book. If you have had such an encounter or experience, please do tell me about it and I may include it as an example on the book due out next month. Many Thanks, G. Michael Vasey You can submit below….

I was in my early teens and had my own room at the time. I’d been having some difficulties sleeping in my own bed for various reasons and I remember having a very hard time this night in particular. I would sometimes come to my parents and stand at the side of the bed and whisper to wake them up (which scared them to death) and then trade beds with my father, who would stay in my bed. This was the case this night, I believe (it’s hard to really remember the circumstances because it happened a few times) and I had taken the side of the bed nobody wanted to sleep on. That side of the bed was close to the wall, with a foot gap. It was hard

I posted on Facebook looking for people who had experienced the Old Hag – here are a few of the replies… I’ve experienced sleep paralysis three times in my life, one very recently. It came immediately after I experienced dream looping, where I have this ground hog day effect, and I can’t wake up. In my dream, I dream that I’m dreaming and then wake up to find that I haven’t woke at all and this starts looping into a weird cycle. Once I wake, truly wake, I’ll have a physical paralysis and I can’t move yet everything is, like being drunk. This last time was bad. I actually threw up afterwards. I’ve been inquiring on dream walking, feeling that somehow there is a connection. I wonder if the paralysis

I had a period in my late ’20s when I wasn’t necessarily doing that well – drinking too much, which left my nervous system shredded and vulnerable. I woke up in sleep paralysis while living in my mom’s basement, with a spectral hag floating not far above me, maybe six inches. Classic banshee form – skeletal face, half-rotted in parts, cheekbones exposed, gaping mouth, eye sockets, stringy hair. I just freaked and froze, not that i would’ve been able to do anything anyway, as I couldn’t move. I was living in a semi-raw, semi-unfinished, basement at the time, with styrofoam insulation in the ceiling. I watched, in real-time, as the specter gradually went from 3d to 2d, becoming a shape and a texture of ceiling insulation that completely matched the

I took a nap mid day once. Slight lucid dream but nothing spectacular. I woke up to sounds of people talking outside my bay window and moving my porch furniture. I tried to get up to stop them but realized I was in sleep paralysis. Talked myself through it blinking frequently. The sounds go away, but a shadow starts growing in the corner of my living room. I just keep telling myself that its sleep paralysis, but the shadow turns into this very tall black shadow of a witch with black tattered robes hanging off her and long claws. She walks up to me and gets her face close to mine and vanishes and I can move again. It really bothered me. I don’t scare easily but she was the

The members of my family have been annoyed by sleep paralyses. My sister often gets a kanashibari. Once she saw a black shadow of a person in her room. It was at midnight. My mother has had this problem for a long time. Once when she was paralyzed, she saw a pair of hands reaching out to grab her neck. Another time, she saw a fireball flying around her room. After a while, it vanished. When I was a first year student in high school, I was paralyzed for the first time. At that time, I was tired from many changes going on around me, so I thought I was just fatigued and it was a nightmare. But it has happened many times. Once, I saw a little girl wearing

It’s certainly a weird and frightening experience. I’ve had it several times when I was younger, once in a strong of month-long episodes where it got to the point that I was scared to sleep, knowing what awaited me. Most of the experiences I could hear things, feel things. For example, I heard something almost demonic laughing at me, and felt the pressure of something on my body, and holding me down. I’ll also add that I felt something grab my tongue as I tried to call out for my parents, and something like a claw against my throat. I can remember this all vividly, it was no dream for sure and lasted several minutes. At other times I remember seeing a creature – green, giant eyes, glowing almost in

I like trains and riding by train so when an opportunity to go to Frankfurt for business presented itself, I opted to take the sleeper service in both directions rather than fly. I was looking forward to the trip and as I found my private sleeper compartment at Vienna station, I will admit to a little excitement. I had decided to try to get some sleep almost immediately the train left Vienna as arrival was at 5.25am meaning I would need to wake up about an hour earlier. I pushed the three seats away and pulled down the bed and after ordering breakfast, I got in to bed and switched off the light. For a while, I just lay there allowing myself to be gently rocked to sleep by the